“I’ve been writing for lifetimes.”
Working with words has always been something deeply connected to my sense of passion and curiosity. For the last decade+, I’ve worked with humans from around the world, of all ages, at different stages in their lives in cultivating their authentic creative expression through the written word. It has been incredible and illuminating. On this page are some of my own words, inspired by life, created to inspire life and all its meaningful possibilities into manifestation. Here, you’ll find poetry, nonfiction, creative + experimental nonfiction, fiction short stories, embodied poetry, and whatever else I want to present. Please enjoy.
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I recently debuted my first book — a poetry collection. Check out “Poetry and the immediate: A collection of sensed spaces”, and enjoy your perusal.
Shadows and The Wisdom Weaver
A Photo Essay Collection
Thoughts on life, death, and wisdom-weaving. Originally composed in September 2022.
The Pace of Trust
“She wasn't sure where her intrigue would take her, but as long as she felt willing and able to keep walking, she'd allow herself to find out.”
Storytelling is a dance of multiple flavors
“As for now, I am in practice of conscious storytelling. It requires space from me, and because my heart speaks to me with a new timbre, I cannot ignore the call. “
Blood of this tree
“What does transmutation mean, you ask? […] It is to remain rooted while you die and rise again.”
Another day.
“I can't help but cling to the heat like I'm clinging to mama and the warmth of her heart; at times a gentle radiation of love, at times a fire that obliterates toxicity and purifies matter into love itself, at times a scorching […] that can destroy life. I'm attracted to it all.”
Poetry in the pain
“Poetry is the multiorgasmic / experience of life, devoid of trying. / It is to sense the rising tide, heart full / with anticipation and mirth and abandonment. / And wild abandon. For nothing can stop the flow.”
There is always a reverberation
“Where in this life can I sink into the / melting of my hips?”